It's on my mind, and it's in my mind
It's what I found, and it's what I find
It's on my mind, and it's in my mind
It's what I found, oh my my my

"I'll spin my way right through it"
Claims enthusiast Jack Pruitt
As the moths circle the room
As you're circling the room

The music providing light, you cannot resist
You cannot resist, you cannot resist

And the weblogs that get tangled
As you willie and you wangle
In your walk-up in Seattle
Where you fought the nascent battle
And you threw the thread and throttle
Let us raise another bottle
Raise another bottle
Raise another bottle

'cause death is pretty final
I'm collecting vynil
I'm gonna DJ at the end of the world!